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Poe was sitting in the cockpit in awe. This was a vintage ship, it probably shouldn’t even still be flying but somehow he was here. He really wanted the chance to fly it but all of his questions were being ignored.
“Where should I take you?” The Mandalorian asked without turning his head.
Cris leaned against the doorway. “Do you have comms I can use?”
He gestured with a gloved hand.
Cris flicked several switches and spoke close to the grill. “If you can get us to these coordinates,” he rattled some off, “we can make a ship-to-ship transfer.”
The Mandalorian nodded and typed them in before pulling the hyperspace lever. He glanced at Poe before standing. “Don’t touch anything.” He strode into the back of the ship.
Poe pouted as Cris laughed.
Wynesa pulled away from Alys but didn’t stand up. “I can’t lose anyone else. Why would you do that to us?”
Alys’s sigh turned into a cough.
“Wynesa,” Tannyr said, “can you give us a moment?”
She frowned but stood up and almost ran into the Mandalorian. “How did you know to find us?”
“Gil,” his modulated voice said.
“ Baatir ,” Alys muttered.
“He was right to be worried,” the Mandalorian said.
“But how?” Wynesa demanded.
“The message was sent to everyone,” he said. “Gil knew you would be here but he couldn’t make it in time. He sent a message to the guild.”
“He’s paying you?” Alys crossed her arms.
The Mandalorian chuckled. “Aliit ori'shya tal'din.”
Alys sighed.
Tannyr held out a hand. “I’m grateful for the assist.” He winced at the strong handshake.
“We didn’t get the weapons,” Alys said.
“But we all made it out alive,” Wynessa said. “Isn’t that more important?”
Alys looked away.
“It is,” she said with conviction.
“Wynesa,” Tannyr said, “we need a minute.”
She huffed and climbed into the cockpit. Poe was gleefully exploring while Cris watched with a bemused look.
“What’s wrong my dear?” Cris asked.
Wynesa shook her head. “Alys thinks we should have got the weapons and left her to die.”
Cris drew her into his lap. “Captain has no self preservation instinct.”
She huffed but settled back into his arms.
“And those weapons would have made a difference.”
“So you think we should have left her to -”
He cut her off with a kiss.
She grunted and shoved away.
“I’m glad we all made it out of there,” he said. “And Captain will be glad of that too.”
She kissed his cheek in apology. “And you need to be more careful too, getting yourself captured.”
He chuckled. “I’ll make it up to you when we can get some privacy.”
“Ace,” Poe said, “you have got to check this out.”
“At least a new ship can make him forget everything,” Wynesa muttered, making Cris laugh.
They made it to the rendezvous coordinates in just under an hour. Wynesa gasped when she saw what ship was waiting. She could barely wait for the ships to be connected and as soon as the seals opened, she was enveloped in a hug.
“Ace,” Wedge Antilles said, “I was so worried.”
“I’m okay Dad,” she said and squeezed him tighter. “Is Mom here?”
“I’m right here honey,” Norra said and wrapped her in a hug.
“Thanks for rescuing my daughter.” Wedge was dwarfed by the Mandalorian who just nodded.
Poe gave Wedge a lopsided smile and moved across to the other ship, Cris close at his heels.
Tannyr helped Alys to the tunnel. “Ori’vor’e,” she said.
“Rejorhaa'ir b’buir ” the Mandalorian replied.
Alys shook her head and let Tannyr lead her away.
The ships separated and they waited for the Razor Crest to disappear before Norra set the coordinates for the Resistance base.
Poe sat back and rubbed a hand through his curls. It hadn’t been the best mission but at least they had all made it out in one piece. He couldn’t wait to get back and be in Muran’s arms.